Welcome, welcome to the pack
Closer to nature then to human emotions
Here, goats are real
You can find them in every house
Just like an old billy goat that fucks them
Identity instead of mendacious humanity

Woods, blood, resistance

Here the animal has always been in its own bowels
Half beef, half pork and you are right
It's not really kosher
But it's better to swallow it
If you refuse, you'll soon be very weak
And end up in your own bowels

But if you share our values
And you can stand it being an outcast
We'll receive you with open arms
And treat you like a brother from now on
Live in our midst, just respect one rule

Dunkeldeutschland
Lights out before they find us
Dunkeldeutschland
We want to stay hidden all the time

Everything you need here already exists
We use fire
Fucking fire
Fire
Your shitty new world is burning
For ages
So let it burn

We love the smell of human flesh
Which unfolds its taste when cooked slowly
We love this fucking barbecue

These flames are our daylight
They warm us in cold nights
When human fat burns in them
We come back again
Dancing on your graves
Bones to dust in filthy caves
Until it's all charred and darker then black
Nothing will remain but flies and rats

Welcome to the land of goat fuckers
You wanted diversity - please, you get it
But don't cry if you don't like it
Feel enriched - or shut up!

Sure, another view can be cruel
For some it's hell, we call it home
Our identity
Woodland, blood, resistance
Unsere Identität
Der Wald, das Blut, der Widerstand!

Everything you need here already exists
We use fire
Fucking fire
Fire
Your shitty new world is burning
For ages
So let it burn

We love the smell of human flesh
Which unfolds its taste when cooked slowly
We love this fucking barbecue

These flames are our daylight
They warm us in cold nights
When human fat burns in them
We come back again
Dancing on your graves
Bones to dust in filthy caves
Until it's all charred and darker then black